Luyện nghe bài hát Ol Dirty's Back

Sup? go
(Yo Snoop Dogg, yo Dre, yo Too
E-40 and the Click)
Nuff respect to the West
(Duh, duh, duh)

Yo, Ol' Dirty Bastard through
what I'm saying? I got the East coast
Locked the fuck down, hear my shit,
(Dirty, Dirty, Dirty, Brooklyn)

is crazy real in the field
I watched niggaz blood get spilled over five dollar
And major drug deals on the
See a nigga get meals and his bitch get him

In this dream to get some cream
You're ownin' a Beem and face in magazines
12 O'Clock maintains in the
Bring the Pain to smokin' Method,

It's not all about the fame, silly ass
Get a gold record and you
And for the niggaz cocaine
You're too

people lives ain't the same
And the Tale in my Hood
Niggaz is up to no
You better em in them hoods

I always thought livin' was easy
Go to school, get a job, yo it be me
So instead, I my bed
My momma got fed, and now a nigga livin' with a

My best fuckin' friend, knew him ten
feed me cream, let me whip the Benz
Houses all over Texas, lightning gold
He had enough to dress this

Tim suits, girl wearin' fly Gucci boots
Put me on pook
Every morning that I
Ten G's in my fuckin' face, combination to the

Son run the state, carrying coke by the
Nigga put pounds in the gate
And it's ran by Ol'
12 o'clock, my brother, he keeps it dirty, dirty

Fuck all that motherfucking drug selling
I wanna see some motherfucking
I wanna hear some lyrics
What up nigga,

Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha
I got you

I'll rip on site you know the type
New Jack, this is my City Wesley Snipes
Go fly a kite or somethin', make some
I up bad in the town like Charles Bronson

Now set your speaker and I'll do you for reason
12 is no joke I bring wreck through the
Solomon, contend, many but just when
That Joker act you can save for Nicholson

One two and three, your rap fatigue
In the MC world, is a minor
you speak, you swear it's unique
It's just a peek, physique, of an old

Don't expect a project, then it's to freeze
Your whole is stuck and stiff
Next Siamese, I liked rhymes
incomplete, then again obsolete

I shall repeat, an Easy Street
For niggaz who earned, then learn sojourn
you return, as an intelligent, positive, messenger
Not an negative Lucifer

With a tittling gloss of skin
Nothing like spring sauce, of the true
Who would score, the of war
Came in best man was a god damn

No more living, from the Blue Lagoon
not an Animal House, National loon Lampoon
If you the what, when, why, how
Are you fellas who or to disallow

A fresh MC, that will you down?
I dizzy spellbound like a merry-go-round
I'm freaking, shall I expose
You take a subject, and you decompose